¶ The Method
POor heart, lament. For since thy God refuseth still, There is some rub, some discontent, Which cools his will. Thy Father could Quickly effect, what thou dost move; For he is Power: and sure he would; For he is Love. Go search this thing, Tumble thy breast, and turn thy book. If thou hadst lost a glove or ring, Wouldst thou not look? What do I see Written above there? Yesterday I did behave me carelessly, When I did pray. And should Gods eare To such indifferents chained be, Who do not their own motions heare? Is God lesse free? But stay! what's there? Late when I would have something done, I had a motion to forbear, Yet I went on. And should Gods eare, Which needs not man, be ty'd to those Who heare not him, but quickly heare His utter foes? Then once more pray: Down with thy knees, up with thy voice. Seek pardon first, and God will say, Glad heart rejoyce.
Prose Translation of stanzas 4-7: If I don't listen to what I'm saying when I pray, why should God?
If I see what I should do and don't do it, and I see what I shouldn't do and do that, why should God be quick to listen to me and the rest of His enemies? [RA]
Related Criticism: "Show and tell: George Herbert, Richard Sibbes, and communings with God." by Daniel W. Doerksen. Christianity and Literature, Wntr 2002 v51 i2 p175(17). [Works cited: "The Holdfast," "Clasping of Hands," "Assurance," "A true Hymne," "The Pearl," "The Crosse," "Coloss. 3.3," "The Flower," "Unkindnesse," "The Method," "Church-lock and key," "Praise (II)"]
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